Chapter 1130: Emperor, take a moment

"They are all, is it related to Heyi?"
"..."
Hearing these words, Xu Miaoyin's footsteps stopped slightly, but immediately, and then walked forward, Nan Yan felt that her breath was also a little disturbed at that moment.
After walking for a while, Xu Miaoyin said, "We don't know the origin of He Yi."
"..."
"From the very beginning, he came to the palace to see the prince. After that, the two of them hit it off. Only he and the prince at the time knew about many things."
"..."
"Now, the emperor has forgotten all the dust. I am afraid that there are some things that only he knows."
Having said this, she paused again, raised her head and took a deep breath, and then said: "However, no matter what, I still believe him."
"why?"
"Because this palace believes in the emperor."
"..."
Nan Yan thought for a while and nodded softly.
"Yes."
She understood what the queen meant, that Zhu Feng chose to let He Yi stay by her side to assist her, and planned and participated in the subsequent battle of Jing Nan, including now that He Yi served as Zhongshu Provincial Zuo Cheng, with great power.
Zhu Feng trusted him.
To believe in him is to believe in Zhu Feng's vision.
It’s just that trust belongs to trust. Once something starts in my heart, it's like a red glow on the charcoal, and it will burn as soon as the wind blows. Nan Yan can't help but think that Zhu Feng was just Yan Yan. In the time of the king, although he had the strength, it seemed that he did not urgently want to seize the power, so it was not until the third year of Emperor Bin Tianhou that he launched the battle of Jing Nan.
Among them, it is indeed Heyi, who played a big role.
If He Yi really has anything to do with the old country uncle, could it be said that the hand who encouraged Zhu Feng to promote the battle of Jing Nan behind the scenes was the old country uncle who was practicing deep in the mountains?
In this way, he is helpful to Zhu Feng.
Then I don’t seem to have to worry about it.
Thinking about this, Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, they walked to the place where they were going to part ways. Xu Miaoyin looked at his Yishoutang ahead, then looked back at Nan Yan, and said: " My palace has not told you that you have been working hard these days."
"..."
This sentence warmed Nan Yan's heart.
After the meeting, because the queen had been busy with war, the queen and her had only some simple exchanges and dialogues, and there was no time to say many things, but in just one sentence, it seemed to have said everything.
Nan Yan lowered her head and whispered: "I don't dare to concubine. As the master of the Sixth Palace, Empress Empress has taken on many unseen responsibilities. Empress Empress has really worked hard."
Xu Miaoyin smiled at her.
"Well, let's not tout each other."
Nan Yan also smiled: "Yes."
Xu Miaoyin said: "I hope this matter will pass, whether it is the front or the harem, it will be quiet for a while, and we can also rest."
"Yes."
"Well, it's getting late, you can go back soon."
"Yes."
Nan Yan leaned over to salute her, and when Xu Miaoyin entered Yishoutang, she turned back to Furongju.
Ran Xiaoyu brought Cautious Ping and Mingxin. Naturally, he was worried all day. Seeing her come back, everyone was very happy, and Xin Ping stuck to her body and couldn't pull it off.
For her daughter's closeness, Nanyan is naturally anxious.
Hearing that Nan Yan hadn't eaten much all day, Ran Xiaoyu immediately asked the people in the kitchen to send a table of delicious food, and everyone accompany her to eat.
However, although she could see that Nan Yan was really hungry, she was absent-mindedly looking outside while eating.
Finally, dinner is over.
Nan Yan rinsed his mouth and glanced outside.
Ran Xiaoyu finally found something: "Manny, are you waiting for something?"
"No, no."
Nan Yan shook his head hurriedly.
"Really?"
Although it was just a casual question, Nan Yan's face blushed unconsciously.
Because when he left the lobby before, Zhu Feng also specially reminded her not to run around, obviously hinting to her, he will come back after talking to the few people.
But how embarrassed to say this.
However, Ran Xiaoyu, seeing her red cheeks, gradually understood.
Can't help but smile.
Then he said: "Since the empress is so tired today, the slave and maid will take the princess to rest first?"
Nan Yan was also anxious: "Go, go."
Walking to the door, Ran Xiaoyu turned her head again, smiling but not smiling: "The empress has been tired these days, so let the emperor relax."
"you--"
When she saw it through, Nan Yan was anxious and ashamed. What was even more angry was that Xinping in Ran Xiaoyu's arms didn't learn well, and followed her to Nan Yan, saying: "Father and mother...get a little oily."
Nan Yan was about to go over and twist her, Ran Xiaoyu hugged Xinping, one big and one little girl ran away laughing.
Standing at the door, listening to the distant laughter, Nan Yan was angry and funny.
After a long while, he returned to the room.
Although the wind was still very cold outside, in order to prevent Zhu Feng from being locked out when she came, she only concealed the door, and she wore a long skirt and a coat and rested on the couch. Come on, wait for him.
Is he coming soon?
Although the old country's uncle sent someone to come, it was considered a major event, but it shouldn't be enough to talk all night.
As Nan Yan thought, he took a book and read it casually.
As time passed, the wax oil of the candlestick in the corner gradually burned out, and the flames gleamed on Nan Yan's thin face. The tiredness hit her, making her eyelids heavier and heavier.
The book in his hand slipped to the side.
She leaned on the couch and gradually fell asleep.
In my sleep, it seemed that I had walked into a field of yellow sand again. The sound of the wind roared, and the fine dust was blowing on my face, giving people the illusion of breathlessness.
Moreover, the wind gradually took away the body temperature.
The cold hands and feet made her body gradually stiff, and she couldn't even move. This feeling was more uncomfortable than suffocation.
Nan Yan wanted to struggle subconsciously, but couldn't.
A painful whisper, pouring out from the corner of his lips.
"what--"
At this moment, a warm feeling suddenly came from her chaotic perception, causing her heart to tremble.
Immediately, the warmth gradually spread all over her body, as if she was surrounded by her whole body at once, she seemed to fall into a warm embrace, the familiar temperature and familiar breath made her feel very comfortable.
She murmured subconsciously: "The emperor...up..."
At this time, a warm breath sprayed on my neck, and then there was a thin tingling feeling, as if--
It seems that someone is kissing himself.
Nan Yan opened his eyes half-dream and half-awake, and saw a familiar face in front of him.